Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Becca!!! Come Back!!!

I'm fine. I don't need anyone. I'm independent. :,(

What I learned today.
The reason chicken has to be cooked all the way through is that it is spongier than beef and pork. Steak and pork are thick enough that all the bacteria stays on the surface of the meet so a quick toss on the grill is enough to kill any bad stuff. Chicken on the other hand has bacteria throughout and therefore needs to be cooked all the way through to ensure a safe piece of meat.

Something about me.
An episode of "Friends" has made me cry.

What I'm Doing
I'm watching a Disney Channel movie. I just had a corn dog for dinner, so I'm thinking of getting something else to eat before I call it a night. I'm living the dream.

Monday, November 16, 2009

So kind. So caring.

KJV was right!
He's pardoning a turkey in each picture! I love this tradition. I hope it continues with Obama.




Saturday, November 14, 2009

What's He Up To?

Here are some pictures of George W. Bush. Can you guess what he is doing in each picture? Here are some options to choose from. Not all options will be used and options can be used more than once.

Giving a speech
Dodging a shoe
Telling a joke
Signing a document
Cutting a cake
Pardoning a turkey
Checking out Condoleeza Rice
Receiving a Medal




I love George W. Bush. Can you believe people still call him a war monger? Look at the guy! That's ridiculous. Okay, Okay, everyone has a right to call him a war criminal or whatever if they want, but I reserve the right to call Obama a communist. Fair is fair.

I'm home alone again. Becca is paying California a visit. Today I took her to the airport, came home and cleaned. Then I went to Home Depot to get supplies for some little projects I wanted to do. Now the house is clean and the projects are done and I still have a lot of night left. I think I'll watch TV until I pass out. Oh yeah, and our couch came today! It's beautiful. I'd take a picture, but the batteries are dead in my camera and I'm sure Becca has hers with her in California. I may blog about it later, but most likely I'll just wait and let Becca do it. She's better at that kind of thing than me.

Thursday, November 05, 2009

Eliza


"My name is Eliza."






"I'm trapped in a baby's body."




"AND I CAN'T GET OUT!"




"At least I don't have work tomorrow. Suckers."